Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gloom, artist - The Parallel. Album song Weaver, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 06.12.2018
Record label: InVogue
Song language: English
Gloom |
An outlook of gloom, how will I resume? |
Halted heart, melancholy of the ocean, soothing touch |
Holding onto broken puzzle pieces, let go |
Mending seams alone, content with my dark place |
Resume halted hearts, the dullness of this room |
Melancholy ocean, drown in the blue |
Resume halted hearts, the dullness of this room |
Melancholy ocean, drowning |
Terminate the light |
The luminescence sparks the tinder on my skin |
Revealing flaws |
I never once got to leave |
The sense of comfort in my misery |
I can’t wrap my head around |
The antithesis of my reversal, mental shadow |
Prometheus mould me a new form |
Wet clay in your hands change this image |
I hate the clutter in my head |
Comfort in misery, leave your doubts behind |
Halted hearts resume |
Transcend the light, I won’t live in gloom |
I found myself in an empty space |
But it’s all too full to breathe |
There’s no way out, there’s no way in |
Gasping for air, respire despondency |
Insomnia stirring, sends chills down my spine |
Over and over again |
Each day feels like it will be the last one |
Nervousness of my reverie state, restlessness billows |
Ellipses of the mind’s eye overwhelm me |
Cure me of this night time incision |
Trying to make right and get by without invigoration |
Lost in osmosis, I’ll make the most of it |
The whole is greater than the sum of its parts |
But I feel so isolated |
I said it before and I’ll say it again |
Pins and needles are my tranquility |
Voices leave my head, silence |
I hate the clutter in my head |
Comfort in misery, leave your doubts behind |
Halted hearts resume |
Transcend the light, I won’t live in gloom |
I found myself in an empty space |
But it’s all too full to breathe |
There’s no way out, there’s no way in |
Gasping for air, respire despondency |
An outlook of gloom, how will I resume? |
Halted heart, melancholy of the ocean, soothing touch |
Holding onto broken puzzle pieces, let go |
Mending seams alone, content with my dark place |